Dude-A-Form 歌詞

Stretched across five miserable miles of parking lot Are what seem to be the worst haircuts on Earth And "Yo Dudes" talking in condescending tones With neanderthal dance moves At what's hardly a punk show Maybe I'm reading too much into things Maybe I'll feel better about it tomorrow Maybe I'm reading too much into things Maybe I'll feel better about it tomorrow Than I do today But I'm bothered just enough to say to you That you've got the wrong idea Or at least I'm pretty sure you do Truly, I can't say anymore And I stopped keeping score six months ago So, I'll just keep my mouth shut And talk in circles to everyone that I know I'll paint you a picture Fifty dollar faces in three-hundred dollar costumes Hardly working While me and people like me want to punch you like a time card Maybe you're reading too much into things The things you think you need to sell a record Maybe I'm reading too much into things Maybe I'll feel better about it tomorrow Than I do today But I'm bothered just enough to say to you That you've got the wrong idea Or at least I'm pretty sure you do "Bitter" is not the word I'd choose And "jealous" wouldn't work either But, I'll just keep my mouth shut And talk in circles to everyone that I know I'll ask myself "Who's got the wrong idea Me with nothing or you with everything?" "Who's got the wrong idea Me with nothing or you with everything?" I'm moving at speeds so fast you'd break your neck I'm moving at speeds so fast you'd break your neck Who's got the wrong idea? You with nothing or me with everything? Who's got the wrong idea? You with nothing or me with everything? Who's got the wrong idea? You with nothing or me with everything? Who's got the wrong idea? Who's got the wrong idea?